They both remembered a
number of places they had marked from the cab windows, and it was not long
before they were sure they were drawing near.
"I remember that hill," said Harry. "By Jove--yes, there it is! On top of
that hill, do you see? We won't go much nearer. I don't want them to see
us, by any chance. All we need is to notice which way they're signalling."
They watched the house for some time before there was any sign of life. And
then it was only the flashes that they saw. Since the previous day some
sort of cover had been provided for the man who did the signalling.
"What do you make of it, Dick?" asked Harry eagerly, after the flashing had
continued for some moments.
"It looks to me as if they were flashing toward the north and a little
toward the west," said Dick, puzzled.
"That's the way it seems to me, too," agreed Harry. "That isn't what we
expected, either, is it?"
"Of course we can't be sure."
"No, but it certainly looks that way. Well, we can't make sure from here,
but we've got to do it somehow. I tell you what. We'll circle around and
get northwest of the house. Then we ought to be able to tell a good deal
better. And if we get far enough around, I don't believe they'll see us, or
pay any attention to us if they do."
So they mounted their machines again, and in a few moments were speeding
toward a new and better spot from which to spy on the house.
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